Spotted in front of Borderlands Sunday:
Was it you? If so, I think someone found them and dropped them off at Golden Eagle Market. Don’t get any funny ideas, key collectors.
This is the stuff that awesome neighbors are made of. A local bartender needed the engine fixed on her 1965 Ford Falcon, so her car geek neighbors (possibly capitalizing on the free-beers-for-life potential of the situation) got together and rebuilt it for her.
They even made a time lapse video of the process, paired with Yakety Sax (naturally):
Moral of the story? The next time your car breaks down, walk into Wild Side West and have a loud conversation with your companion to the effect of, “Boy! Too bad I just blew a head gasket and don’t know how to fix it! Guess I’m just out of luck until I can afford to hire a mechanic! Oh well!”
Oh, and do cool stuff for your neighbors.
Did you make it to the Renegade Craft Fair this weekend? If not, you missed out on all things bird, wolf, owl, tentacle, Native American, artisan, laser cut, geometric, and mustachioed — as well as these tiny plush tallboys, made by Let’s Be Friends, who also carried doll-sized Moleskines and messenger bags. Adorbs!
While great strides have been made on the new soccer field and children’s water park, the long-awaited re-opening of the public Mission Pool (and Playground) is still a ways away, but that didn’t stop this merry band of revelers from having their own pool party at that very same intersection. According to MM reader Shawn who happened upon this scene on his way to the park,
These guys were just about to dine on carefully prepared pool-steaks. Their invitation was appealing: “I want you in here right now!”
Indeed, this weekend witnessed one of those magical 80+ degree days that also happened to occur on a Saturday, which only happens about 3 times a year, so you’ve gotta take advantage of each one to the fullest, otherwise you’re totally blowing it. I hope for your sake that each and every one of you was able to get into some kind of mischief or amazing adventure that reminded you that we live in the best place ever.
[Photo by Mike Forbus]
Our pal Mike got fed up with all the gentrification in San Francisco and moved to Indonesia for some good old-fashioned slumming it. Unfortunately, he’s sent back word that our worst fears have been realized: Jakarta is the new Marina! Street carts! Obscure ice cream flavors! Is no one safe?
One of our favorite bands to ever come out of the city is finally ready for you to hear all the songs they’ve been writing for the past year on a brand new full length LP, and they could definitely use your help! And the rewards for this Kickstarter are pretty rad too. I mean, imagine Social Studies coming out to play your house! Check out all the details here!
If you’ve never heard Social Studies, they’re kind of impossible to describe, so just settle down and listen for a second:
And the first inductee is . . . our pal George “Butternuts” Duran, one of Rhea’s longtime behind-the-counter warriors. In case you were wondering, he gets his nickname from the basketball court where he is quite the beast and will taunt you by yelling “Butternuts” every time he busts a shot in your eye, reminding everyone that his stroke is smooth as butter. Yes, sometimes basketball sounds dirty.
Another notable catchphrase of his destined to be lost in the annals of folklore is “WAMU!” This is uttered anytime he hits a bankshot off the backboard into the hoop, because even though we’d usually be playing on the weekend, the bank is still open (zing!). Curiously, when WAMU got absorbed by Chase back during the financial crisis, the new name didn’t quite stick, so we just kept kept yelling “WAMU” anytime an inappropriate bankshot found its way into the hoop. Of course, there are now newer, younger players who came through after the bank went under and consequently have no idea what we are talking about.
But that’s how folkore works, right? RIP Alan Dundes.